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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ᰔᩚ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
Someone died today.
She was just taking a nap, but she never woke up. It was of a natural cause, yet I think it was because it was too much brutality for her mentality to take.
As I still lived with my parents, the more they lost money the more desperate and angry they grew. It didn't help that I was constantly sick, too. But once I moved out and distanced myself from them, I didn't even got a cold during the coldest winter.
In a year, I'm sick at least once. My mentality experienced a kind of peace I never had, and it truly healed my immune system immensely.
They say, if your soul is sick, your body will show it.
And I'm determined that she died of mental sickness, of mental pressure and torture. I hope she rests in peace, and I had a silent minute in where I wished her every blessing that the dead will give her.
She's free now.
Yet, not everybody seems to be as empathetic as I was. The number of players decreased by one, and the number of the prize money increased. I saw it on macho's face how something ‚dinged' inside his brain (that I hope get's enough oxygen now) and when it comes to violence, his light bulb always seems to light on with that.
I watch from afar how his eyes roam over the people who are just minding their business after he stopped literally jerking off of the prize number, and he turns to his minions with an ugly smile.
I know what he's planning, and I grow heavily aware of the big glass shard underneath my pillow that I stole as I strangled him, and I'm prepared.
I hear a clicking sound, and I move my eyes to Ali who sits on the other end of my bed, making music with his tongue and his hands acting like he slaps down on some drums.
Well, I guess we are prepared.
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊
„-Three, Two, One." The lights flicker out, and I immediately grabbed the shard, sitting up in my bed. My hand feels around my bed, searching for a certain body that I quickly found.
I insisted that Ali is going to be with me, even if he's already in a group. But with Sang-woo, I don't trust them to keep my friend protected. I don't trust him.
The first scream echoed out, and my heartbeat escalated. A hand wraps around mine, I wanted to startle yet I knew that this was just Ali. A sudden idea came into my head, and I jump from my bed just as chaos erupted like a volcano.
